Rosemary froze for a moment, panic setting in as her stomach flipped and she thought of what to say.“Who?” she asked, keeping her eyes on the paring knife cutting the lemon and trying to sound nonchalant.“Marcus.”“The only Marcus I know is one of the other cleaners, on the lower floors,” she admitted truthfully. “Why do you ask?”“You said his name last night, I think you were dreaming.”“Was I? I don’t remember having any dreams,” she lied.“Yeah, you were mumbling and said the name Marcus.”“I must have been dreaming about work,” she shrugged. “I have to supervise him, and the others, now. Didn’t I tell you?”The lie put a knot in her stomach, and she focused on cutting the lemon. Bernie sipped from his mug and shook his head.“No, you didn’t.”“Oh. Well, that’s part of the reason I got such a big raise.”“Hmm. Which one is Marcus? Have I met him before?”Rosemary tilted her head slightly, as if thinking for a moment, then nodded.“Yes, at the last Christmas party.”Bernie sipped his coffee and searched his memory, finally finding Marcus.“The good-looking black guy? Had a Spanish girl with him?”“Yes, that’s Marcus.”“Oh, okay,” Bernie said with a smirk. “You his boss now?”“Not really, I just have to check up the work they do to keep it up to Mr. Brandon’s standards.”Rosemary thought it sounded plausible and made sense.“I see. Then you have to meet with Mr. Brandon and let him know how things are going?”“Yes. Once a week,” she said with a smile and a nod. “At the end of shift.”Bernie nodded in understanding, seeing through the lies. He had given her the excuse she needed and now the late meetings made sense. He got up and refilled his mug, missing the look of relief on Rosemary’s face, and pondered what to do with this information. He decided not to confront her just yet, and turned to face her while leaning against the counter.“He was a nice guy, that Marcus. Do you talk with him often?”“No, just a few times over the last week,” she admitted.“Good looking guy. That Spanish girl was a real looker, I remember. Big boobs, nice butt and hips… like you.”“Ha! She was much prettier than me.”“I don’t think so.”“Oh, you’re so sweet, Bernie. I saw you checking her out,” she giggled.“I saw Marcus checking you out, too,” he replied with a smirk. “He kept staring at your ass. Guess he likes curvy women.”Rosemary blushed and chewed her lip nervously. Bernie put his mug down and walked behind her, resting his hands on her shoulders, and began rubbing. One hand slid down her chest and under the robe, cupping her breast.“Was checking out your tits, too. I saw him looking at you.”“Bernie…”“Probably thought about you when he fucked her after, wished she had tits like you.”“Bernie..”“It’s okay, baby. I know other men want to fuck you. Kind of turns me on knowing that other guys want what I have.”“Really?”“Yeah, really. Remember, I told you before.”He had both breasts in his hands now and was gently kneading them, occasionally rubbing her nipples until they were hard.Rosemary sınırsız gaziantep escort was unsure of what was happening but was getting aroused quickly.“Does he have a big cock?” Bernie asked.“What? I… don’t know!”“Just saying. I meant, do you think he has a big cock?”She was flustered by his question and aroused by his fingers squeezing her nipples. He moved around to her side and pulled his sweat pants down enough to take his cock out, keeping his other hand under the robe, and stroked it in front of her face.“Probably got one bigger than this. Would you like to suck on a big cock?”“Bernie, I…”He moved his hand from her breast to her head, gently pulling her mouth closer to the swollen head of his cock.“Yeah, you would,” he teased. “You like sucking on cock.”She looked up at him, his eyes glazed over with arousal, and smirked.“Yeah, I guess I would,” she admitted.“I would like to see that, watch you suck a big cock,” he growled.Her tongue licked the tip.“Yeah? You want to see me suck someone else’s cock?”Rosemary remembered the time he talked about it, about sharing her with another man, and how excited he had been. It had aroused her immensely, too.“Yeah,” he moaned as she continued to lick. “I would.”She opened her mouth and took him in, slowly going as far as she could, then slowly dragging her lips up and off.“Like that?” she asked with a knowing smile.“Yeah, just like that.”She started sucking him with long, slow movements, letting him control the pace with his hand on her head.“Yeah, like that… sucking a big, fat cock while I watched.”Rosemary slipped a hand between her legs and began rubbing herself, excited by the words and the cock in her mouth.“Watch you such his cock… make him cum.”Her hand rubbed furiously and her head bobbed faster.“Maybe while I fuck your pussy. Would you like that, a cock in your mouth and your pussy?”His voice was strong and hoarse, the lust in his words getting her close to orgasm. She closed her eyes and pictured it.“Hmm hmm,” she agreed.“Yeah, fucking your sweet pussy while you suck his big cock… watch him cum in your face while I fill your pussy!”He yanked her head back and grabbed his cock, jerking it furiously. She climaxed at the same time that his hot cum splattered across her face, imagining a cock filling her pussy as the warm cream hit her cheeks, chin, and mouth. She lapped it up, rubbing herself to a second climax, and he shoved it back into her mouth.“Yeah, suck it! Suck it like a little slut, baby!” he bellowed. “Oh, fuck! Suck it good…”Rosemary kept sucking until he was soft, the cum thinning out and running down her chin, dropping onto her tits and robe. She looked up him, seeing the same devilish smile that both Mr. Brandon and Marcus had, and felt proud for pleasing him.“Fuck, you suck so good, baby,” he praised. “You like taking it in the face, don’t you.”“I guess I do,” she admitted with a sly grin.Bernie chuckled gaziantep sınırsız escort bayan and sat down in the chair, leaning back while he caught his breath. Rosemary got up and went to the bathroom, and Bernie wondered if Marcus was fucking her, too. He had the feeling that he already knew the answer.Rosemary turned the shower on and looked at herself in the mirror. She had given more blow jobs and had more orgasms in the last week than she could count, and she loved it. She felt good, empowered by the knowledge that so many men desired her and that she had pleased them, and smiled at herself with a sense of slutty pride.The hot water felt good, and she wrestled with the conflicting emotions running rampant inside. The guilt of the lies and deception fought with the excitement and arousal she felt. She loved Bernie, that would never change, and he had always been a good lover. Now, he was suddenly a great lover, arousing and satisfying her like never before, and she found his sexual aggression immensely appealing. Was it really the thoughts of her with other men?She soaped her breasts, the memory of Mr. Brandon sliding his cock between them appearing for a moment, and wondered if Bernie really did want to share her. He had never been the jealous or controlling type, and he had brought it up before at least a few times. Would he really want to do that?The thought that it might mean he didn’t care anymore crossed her mind. Why would he want to see me give someone else a blow job, or fuck me, if he really cared? She rinsed her hair and let the water cascade over her. Maybe it just turns him on? Seeing me being slutty might be something he really wants. She had heard of hot wives and swingers, but never imagined that she could be one. Could I actually do it with him watching?She turned off the tap, stepped out and grabbed the towel. As she dried herself she came to the conclusion that she could, and found the idea appealing and arousing. What if he knew I had already done it? Would he leave? Divorce me, like Anita’s husband had? They had done a threesome and he fell apart after, unable to get it out of his head, and they had divorced not long after.She recalled Bernie joking about having Anita stay with them, and when she said there wasn’t really enough room that there was plenty of room in the bed. She had laughed at the time, but now she wondered if that was an attempt at getting them into a threesome. She giggled and shook her head, hung up the towel, and dried her hair. The idea of having a threesome, especially with another woman, had never really been something she thought about. Anita would not have been interested, anyway. Would she?Her thoughts were interrupted by a knock on the door. She turned the drier off and told Bernie she would be done in a minute. She brushed her hair quickly and opened the door, finding Bernie waiting there.“All yours,” she gaziantep sınırsız escort announced.“Thanks, babe,” Bernie replied, giving her ass cheek a slap as she passed by.“Hey!”“Couldn’t resist,” he chuckled before disappearing behind the door.Rosemary giggled, happy to be receiving so much attention from him, and opened her dresser drawer. She heard the shower start up and lifted the white cotton panties out, looking at the stockings and garters hidden underneath. She glanced at the door, put the panties on the bed, and picked up the stockings, imagining how they would look.She decided that she would find out Monday night, when she met Mr. Brandon, and tucked them away once more. She decided to put on the blue set she had worn yesterday, as they were only for a few minutes she giggled, and slipped on a pair of her new jeans and a colourful top. She looked in the mirror on the back of the door and smiled, happy with how they looked and feeling very confident in herself.Once in the kitchen, Anita crossed her mind again, and she decided to call her and see about meeting up for lunch. When Bernie came into the kitchen she told him that she was going to see Anita and would be home in a few hours. Bernie nodded, put his hands on her waist, and pulled her close. He kissed her gently.“Tell her I said hello. These jeans look great on you, by the way.”His hands cupped her ass, giving her a gentle squeeze before letting go, and told her to have a nice lunch. Rosemary giggled and picked up her purse, grabbed the keys from the hook, and waved goodbye as she closed the door.Bernie waited until the garage door closed before heading to the bedroom. He had seen all the bags and noticed the closet, and wondered what other underwear she had bought. He looked in her drawers, seeing a few sets like the blue ones in different colours, and smiled to himself. She looked hot in that blue set and he was excited to see her in the others. The other drawer appeared to be her usual white panties, but he caught a glimpse of bright red in the corner. He lifted them up and stared at the stockings and garters, surprised by them, and lifted them up to look at.His heart sank a little as he realized that these were not for him, but for her boss. Red stockings, garters, and a matching bra, things she had no interest in buying before. He tucked them away carefully, making sure she wouldn’t notice he had looked, and closed the drawer carefully. He sat on the bed and wondered why she would do that for someone else, and not for him?Lillian crossed his mind again and he remembered the things she would do for him. Wearing skirts with no panties so he could finger her at work and fuck her in the car, always wearing tops with buttons so he could see her tits and cum on them, growing her hair long so he could grab a big handful when he fucked her mouth. All things she would not have done without his prodding.He realized Rosemary was no different. The new and exciting appeal of her boss changed her, loosened her up somehow, and she was making the most of it. The sadness and anger he felt dissipated, and he knew that he was already guilty of cheating so had no real reason to be upset. Unlike Anita’s husband, however, Bernie was willing to accept and embrace these changes, seeing the potential for satisfying his needs and fantasies, and started thinking about how he would make this work.